Two ifs.

If there's anything I've learnt about women from all these years of my existence, it's this: If a woman decides to leave, there's nothing you can do to get her back. Better learn to let go of her or you'll end up losing yourself.

Just when I thought everything is going good.

Ashes and embers floated by amid the smoke that I exhaled. The red tip of my cigarette looked gorgeous than ever! I've missed this. Warm smoke filled my throat as I inhaled again, this time, a bit longer. Fuck! This hurts. How many days has it been? All the emotions that needed a release had…